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It was time.

The long battle against good and evil has finally finished, once again with good prevailing. However, no one knew how much longer this time the evil would stay dormant until it decided to wreak havoc amongst the living once again. Though, this group, this odd, yet wonderful group, made up of a half inu demon, miko, inu daiyokai, fox demon, demon slayer, cat demon, and a monk, did something that which seemed impossible, possible.

Years spent spilling innocent blood, turning loved ones against each other, tricking people into do his dirty work, and laughing at the group's misery, the same group that fought against him to save the future one girl knew. And today... it all ended.

So, now it was time. It was time to make that wish that would destroy the evil jewel that sang a promise untrue. A pure wish. That's what she had been told. Make a pure wish and it shall be over.

The young woman- no longer that same young, naive girl- stood there unable to make the wish, because there was no such wish she could make without it being with selfish intent one way or another. Over and over again they would say it had to be a pure wish. But over the time she had traveled with her companions she realized there was no such thing as a completely pure wish. Even she, the one who could purify the jewel back to its soft pink color, wasn't pure. She was human. Though, unlike many other humans, there wasn't as much darkness in her heart, but there was still enough for her to make that wrong wish because it wasn't that impossibility pure wish everyone wanted her to make.

Then, with her friends and the daiyokai, they came the decision that the only way to make the jewel disappear forever was to make sure it was never made to begin with. With this thought in mind, the young women who sacrificed everything in her life, made yet another one.

She looked up to her friends giving them a small sad smile for she knew if the jewel granted her wish this would be the last time she would ever see them again.

Songo, her rock, her best friend, her sister. The demon slayer had lost everything that was ever important to her, but still stood strong to see to it that her village had their revenge. The demon took the lives of her family and friends and crushed them before her. Her brother, whom she had thought had died with her brethren, was taken and made a slave; and though through all the betrayal and hurt, the slayer could be the gentle shoulder she could cry on and talk to when her heart was breaking because of the promise to made to the man who stole it without ever knowing.

Miroku, her brother, her wise side, and when needed, her father. The perverted monk who could make her smile and laugh when she was down, was cursed with a time limit. The black hole in his hand would one day shallow him whole, leaving nothing behind but the memories he had left. Yet, he seemed to make the most out of what he had by fondling women. She no longer kept track of all the slaps, punches, and bumps on the head he had be given to by the love of his life because he claimed it was a side effect of the 'cursed' hand.

Shippo, her little fox demon, her adopted son. He was the one she was going to miss the most. Though older than her in human years, he was still but a child in demon years. She cried for the fact that she would no longer be there to hold him, to wake him from his nightmares, to wipe his tears always when things got too tough, and to comfort him when he no longer believed they were going to win the battle. Oh yes, how would she miss her little boy and all the lessons that he taught her without realizing it.

Inuyasha, her knight in white in shining armor, her protector, her first love, her first heartbreak, but most of all her best friend. Throughout the five years they been together they were inseparable. He was the one who always saved her, he was the one that could never fail at making her angry, he was the one that could never fail at making her laugh and smile. He was the one she loved, but could never have. He loved another before her that he couldn't forget with such power that made her fall in love all over again. Though, if she could not have him in love, she will have him in friendship. Standing beside him when he needed a hug and promising to never leave him, this way she could still love him without him pushing her away. She knew that she would never be able to forget him, no matter how much time was between them, because after all no one forgets their first love no matter how hard they try.

And then there was Sesshomaru. He was an odd one. No matter how hard Kagome tried to understand him she still could not figure him out. One minute he would be threatening your life, then he would be saving it. Out of their whole odd group, he was the only one who did not stick around after the last battle. Leaving her with words that only seemed to confuse her; "Until we meet again, Miko." Did he know something she did not?

Shaking her head, she offered a small sad, but loving smile that somehow reassured them that she would be okay. And with one last look at them, she closed her hands over the brightly glowing pick jewel and made her wish.

A wish not meant to destroy, but a wish meant to change time back to where it all started. And with her knowledge, she hoped, this jewel would never be created. The only memory of it would lay with her and her sacrifice.

Kagome took a deep breath, taking her last look at her strange family before closing her eyes. Praying her wish worked, for she knew this would be her last chance at defeating the cursed jewel. A blinding light shot up into the sky, the once powerful jewel craved by all, disintegrated in the miko's hand. Time stopped and reversed, making Kagome feel sick. But, as soon as it started, it all stopped and everything went dark.

Their child has finally started her real journey. The Gods looked down upon the young women whom they claimed as their own with loving eyes. She made so many sacrifices for them without knowing, and once again she would be doing the Gods a great favor by the time she was done. But, they also looked down upon her with great sadness for what she has been through and what she will be going through; and wished for her forgiveness. For even though they were Gods, they were not to mettle with the beings on Earth, or it would corrupt them just like it had done to the one whom they must now destroy.

However, they could help guide their daughter. They thought as they watched two figures turn to make their leave towards the west. One being a demon with hair as white as snow, with sad golden eyes. The other having bright red hair, which looked as if it was on fire, and just as bright scorching eyes. However, his eyes expressed not only sorrow, but anger.

Knowing the outcome of what is to come, the Kami could only hope not to regret their decision.